he's so cute when he's clueless...

I have the most amazing boyfriend.  He's smart, funny, quick-witted (love that!), and HOT.  (and he smells good too)  Everyday I learn something new and amazing about this man. 

This weekend when J came over, I handed him a bag and told him, “take this home with you? It’s bathroom stuff I bought and I want to leave at your house” so he smiles, and says “cool”

The next day I talk to him and he says, “you know, I walked into your bathroom today (the guest bathroom) and it was really nice seeing your stuff in there”
I said, “what stuff?”
He said, “you know, the stuff you left and the stuff you gave me the other day… your face wash, your shampoo, the little pack of wipes… “
“Wipes?? Where did you put them?”
“on the counter. Why?”
“omg please tell me no one has used that bathroom”

lol here’s what he had proudly displayed in his guest bathroom...

I'm still here...

Well, so much for consistency… I revived my blogging last week and haven’t been back since. Typical me. This has been an emotional week for me; I think I’ve cried more than I haven’t. I miss my daddy and my heart is aching for what my beautiful daughter is going through. However, I DID make a commitment to keep it light – and so I’m going to share a story about my daughter, K. Hopefully, there’s at least ONE person reading this that hasn’t heard this one – but it’s one of my favorites.

K was about 16, and we were on our way to a family dinner and were stopped at a red light. In front of us was an old Ford Crown Victoria. The license plate was: CROWN V. We always liked trying to figure out unusual vanity plates, but this was obvious, so I didn’t comment on it.

After a few seconds, K said, “Crown V? What’s that supposed to mean?” I smiled, thinking she was thinking too hard and missing the obvious. “Crown Victoria?” I replied. She smiled and a wave of understanding washed over her face… “Ohhhh”, she said. “That’s those really smart people in school!”

Deep breath. Don’t laugh. “No baby. That’s a Valedictorian.”

Change in Direction

To all 2 of my followers (smile),

It's been awhile since I blogged. Every time I start to write I end up feeling sad which, to me, defeats the whole purpose of blog-therapy. I am still missing my dad terribly. Not a day goes by that I don't think about him a million times and every time I cry. Happy memory or not, my heart still aches for him.

On April 4, 2009, I had to say goodbye to my beloved Chevy. I held her in my arms and felt her last breath. She was 14. She was a great dog. My heart and my arms still ache for her.

This has been a difficult year for me and rather than spend the last part of 2009 wallowing in my sorrow, I decided to blog about mostly good or funny things. Now keep in mind, I'm not Ms. Sunshine, so there will be days that I'm just plain bitchy and absolutely nothing will make me happy, but hopefully those days will be few and far between.

As messed-up and seriously dysfunctional as my life is, I cannot deny that I have been blessed with awesome friends and family, dogs included. I hope you will enjoy my stories. If not, "whateva - I do what I want"